I panted loudly, chest heaving, my exploding prickhead buried way up in her rectum. My orgasm was intense, and the third one of the day thus far. I ...huddered and closed my eyes, feeling her tight chute squeezing my pulsing meat. With my cock still balls-deep inside of her asshole, the last droplets of cum oozing from my prickhead, I let my body fall upon her back. She grunted into the duct tape. My face was against her neck, hot breaths filling her ear. We both grew quiet after awhile and. ” His voice wavered and that confidence I had seen all night disappeared. “I saw you eating alone tonight and I saw how you ate and I knew you understood. I knew you shared my passion.”“What passion? I don’t understand.”“Food, you love food, you ate with such longing and I knew you were the one.”“I love to eat food but I don’t understand all of this.” My arm swept the room as I indicated everything I saw.“Please just try.” His voice held such longing that I decided to just go with the flow.. She had been riding it for a few months and had gotten to know the driver fairly well. The driver's name was Ivan. He was 43 years old and single. To Cathy he was like a kindly older uncle. Little did Cathy know the thoughts that entered his mind as she rode his bus. Normally the bus was half full when Cathy boarded it for the trip home.One evening when she boarded the bus it was empty except for an older man, Ivan and her. The older man was in his late 50's and smelled of cheap vodka. Unknown. I toyed with the guy for the first ninety seconds of the two minutes. He hadn’t gotten even close to scoring.“Bored yet?” I asked. “I am. Are you warmed up yet? The girls can do better than your best so far.”Don’t you know to control your anger?In the next fifteen seconds, I had my five points, and only because of the low ranking in this competition for his discipline.If I did the five following matches quickly, I would have about an hour with the girls before they competed in one of the rings.